The 2011 Medtronic Marathon… why? WHY?!
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Well, the deed is done. Hubby and I are officially registered for the Twin Cities marathon this October. To “celebrate” I knocked off ten miles on the treadmill yesterday. Right around mile eight, I started to seriously question the whole endeavor.
Why am I doing this, again?!!
When little things mean a lot.
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It’s the little things that’ll get you.
This morning hubby woke me up early. Like super, duper, I’d-Rather-Be-Dead-Than-Awake-Right-Now early. He had missed the bus and I would I mind if he took the car? (Answer; No. Shut up and go away.)
Can’t blog… napping…..
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You know how you always hear about those businesses that get the big boost right after New Year’s Day? Places like gyms and fitness equipment stores and, I’m just guessing here, but I’m going to bet liposuction clinics, too. Well, I’m here to tell you that there is another side to New Years. That there are businesses which are shunned come January. SHUNNED, I say!
Lost in the shuffle….
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A dear friend gave me an ipod nano for Christmas. Let me say this; I LOVE my nano. Look… LOOK! It’s so sweet. The screen lights up. It has an internal pedometer. It picks up FM radio so I can listen to the local celebrity gossip station… whoops, I mean, NPR. I seriously heart my ipod.
Somebody better clean up this mess!
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Oh, my lord but I’m exhausted. “But, why, Lanie?” you are saying, “You just had a full two days off.”
A cure for life’s ills
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The other day, I was at the self check-out at the library, when I got a good look at my chosen materials; one mystery where the hero was a cookie baker, one where the hero was a cupcake baker, Julie and Julia (the movie), two vegan cookbooks (I’m not, but what the heck) and an exercise video.
Plumb Tuckered Out
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I’m totally outnumbered… five kids vs one husband and me. Our lives are loud, chaotic… (did I mention loud?)…. but writing about it keeps the humor front and center for me. When I write I’m more generous with them and myself and it makes it easier to remember that they are my precious darlings and not juvenile delinquents in the making….at least I hope not. Continue Reading